Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 132 The Seventh Hero
A happy event happened in the dark city. The returning alchemist Morgan has developed a plague antidote, which has the effect of completely curing the initial patients!

This is tantamount to giving the dark elves a shot in the arm. Under the haze of the failure of the first expedition to the gold mine, it is the only happy event worthy of praise.

For a while, Morgan's reputation rose, but it didn't take long for the dark elves, who had lost their excitement, to slowly ponder over it, as if that was the case...

Neupera has long been turned into a dead land, and the residents of the towns and villages near Neupera also evacuated cleanly after the outbreak of the plague.

Too much time has passed, and the antidote worked, but not now.

At the same time, the news that a group of adventurers went to Neupera to solve the source of the plague gradually spread among the common people.

Ridicule, disdain, mixed with some inexplicable expectations.

Getting rid of the source of the plague is more exhilarating than the antidote.

Because he had prepared enough living supplies in advance, Yelin simply lived a life of camping and picnicking.

Isadura used his rich knowledge to find all kinds of wild fruits and vegetables and fungi in the underground space. The large pieces of dried meat and bread desserts in his backpack were staple food and snacks.

If you live in Dornier, there is a sleeping bag. He once proposed to make an extra-large bed. Don’t be disgusted with the squeeze, just put your clothes on it as a pillow, but was ruthlessly rejected...

The goal of the team was to wait until death. Shapron aggressively attacked the gold mine for the second time, and he would never return to Dark City until a result was achieved.

Of course, he was not idle all the time. There was no shortage of various monsters nearby, such as gargoyles, bats, spiders, and ghouls. He cleaned up all the monsters he could find.

If I couldn't find it, I practiced swordsmanship against Hiate, but the helpless thing was that after she awakened into a fat scorpion, she was already in a state of crushing herself in terms of strength.

What's even more exasperating is that every time he admits defeat, Hiat will tease and mock, "You can't do it!"

This enmity, first write down.

"Vegetable parrot, is there any news in the dark city?"

Lying on a recliner, with his hands behind his head, he looked at the pitch-black sky above, trying to see if there were a few bats in it.

"No, I just heard that the battle is fierce. The dwarves are all hiding behind the tyrant. Augustus is powerful, so he is temporarily stalemate."

Gu Yu, who was sitting three meters away, rubbed his stomach and waist. He was full of desserts these days, and had to go back and forth between the camp and the Dark City frequently, secretly inquiring about various news and consuming excess calories.

Every trace of extra fat may be fatal to assassins and shadow dancers who rely on body skills.

"By the way, it won't take long for the Senate to kill Augustus. After all, it's just an irrational dead thing. Aren't you worried?"

Gu Yu couldn't help frowning and asked.

"Don't worry, what the dark elves want is a big victory, not a miserable victory, and that Vidir is not as cowardly as he appears on the surface."

Bang!
A dark figure suddenly turned over the rock arranged by magic, landed firmly in front of them, then stretched out his hand and asked, "Can I have a bowl of broth?"

An unexpected visitor, the atmosphere suddenly froze, Hiate finished chatting with Mo Mei, and slowly grabbed the giant sword beside her.

There are rocks around the camp to block the line of sight, and Kelly's thermal detection equipment. How did he manage to find this place without being spotted?
He has a burly figure and looks terrifying, but his tone of begging for broth is unusually calm. He has extremely thick arms, short blue hair, and a huge bone tooth of an unknown monster tied around his waist. He holds a handle with serrated back in his right hand Great Sword.

A mysterious dark elf warrior!
"Ok."

Ye Lin quickly stood up and nodded, took out a large bowl of thick broth that was still warm from the boiling iron pot, and handed it to the other party.

"Thank you."

With a calm look in his eyes, he drank the broth without asking for a spoon, wiped the corners of his mouth with the rough and muddy back of his hand, and asked, "Is there any wine?"

"Have!"

After drinking half a bottle of spirits, regret appeared on his terrifying and ferocious face, and then he looked down at his chest. There were three thick scars on his strong chest, and one on his neck.

Isadora's eyes narrowed slightly. Judging from the scale of these four scars, they were almost as severe as disembowelling, and they were fatal injuries!
"Who is the current king of the dark elves?"

"It's Queen Maya." Yelin replied in a low voice.

"I see, there is one last request."

He let out a breath, threw the weapon aside, turned to look at Gu Yu, "Young man, kill me, and then bury me in the original place."

"what?"

Gu Yu was taken aback, then shook his head again and again, "I kill people for money, I won't do anything to people with holes in their heads, and as for burying you, you think too much, just jump off the cliff. "

In her opinion, this male dark elf who inexplicably broke in was simply unreasonable. He first ordered a bowl of broth, then a bottle of wine, then asked the king, and finally asked him to kill himself.

If you want to commit suicide, just find a cliff and jump off it.

"Hehe, it's a pity that I can't taste the meat and wine."

He smiled and didn't care about Gu Yu's sneer, held the wine bottle regretfully, and poured the remaining half of the bottle on his face.

Isadora quietly looked at the red dot on the instrument, and then thought of the resurrection ability of the plague and the terrible scar, and then said in surprise: "You are not a living person, but a resurrected corpse?"

Hiate, who had been on alert all along, was startled, a little unbelievable.

It's not that she has never seen those ghouls, but they are all twisted and disgusting monsters, without any reason at all.

Even the resurrected Augustus is also a lunatic who only knows how to kill dark elves, weapons.

However, although the dark elf in front of him behaved and spoke a little weirdly, he was completely different from those corpse snatchers, and he didn't look like a corpse.

"I am Jarvan, a dark elf who has been dead for decades or hundreds of years."

He introduced himself.

"The Seventh Hero—Jarvan the Demon Executioner..."

Only then did Ye Lin silently confirm that the opponent was one of the seven heroes of the dark elves, the legendary hero who delayed the Baroque army by himself.

The underground space of the dark elves is not a flat place, there are high and low places, and various mysterious ruins emerge in endlessly.

And in the depths of a group of ancient tombs, there is a terrible two-winged monster-Baroque!

Groups of Baroques flapped their wings and attacked the settlements where the dark elves had yet to gain a foothold, bringing them terrible casualties.

Bach, the third hero of the dark elves, sealed the Baroque king, Batarusis, at the cost of his life, in exchange for the smooth founding of the dark elves.

One day, the seal suddenly loosened, and hordes of Baroques were about to fly away from the ancient tombs to avenge the Dark Elf race.

Jiawen, the descendant of Bach, held back the fleeing Baroques by himself, and finally died together with one Baroque, in exchange for the help of the dark elves and another seal.

"The seventh hero? Hahahaha!"

Jiawen was stunned for a moment, then sat down and patted his knees and laughed endlessly. After a long time, he stroked his wound and said, "It's hard to be ashamed. I'm not qualified to be named a hero, and stand side by side with someone like Lord Rommel."

"Master Jiawen! I'm sorry, I just said that...how did you stay rational? I have seen many ghouls..."

Gu Yu was at a loss for a while, her face flushed with embarrassment.

The Seven Heroes are the glory of the dark elves, without any personal, political, or positional factors, they are purely dedicated to the dark elves, even if it is a bloody death ball, they will not disrespect the name of the hero.

"In my mind, there is indeed a mad desire to kill, prompting me to pick up the knife and kill you."

He pointed to his own mind, and then sneered again: "It seems that the power that revived me is very evil, but for a dark elf with a heart full of glory, it is not so easy to destroy my sanity. "

Although the races and ages are different, it does not affect Yelin's respect for Jiawen, a true hero.

"Okay, kill me, I don't know how long I can last, the evil thoughts are getting worse and worse, I actually got the name of the seventh hero after Jiawen's death, if I go crazy and hurt the people , I may not die with peace."

There was a contented smile on the corner of Jiawen's mouth. It was a ridiculous operation to confer the honor after death, but I didn't expect him to be resurrected for a short time, which made up for the last bit of regret.

　Thanks to the boss "Lord of Chixiao" for the 100-point reward.

　　Tomb of Heroes is one of my favorite pictures, the plot and the background music are all excellent.

　　At the same time, it is also a picture that moves a lot of bricks... (for a while, the higher-level elements were very expensive, and the Hero Tomb was easy to move meteorites to sell for fans), and I touched the fan card by the way, but the fan card also collapsed.

　　Before, I expected that the challenge book would collapse, but I never thought that the pink card would also collapse, and it collapsed to the end.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)